The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 147

Chapter 147: 143 It’s just one of Boss Ying’s alts [3 updates]

He pulled out the documents from the file bag, and upon glancing at them, his expression changed instantly.

He Xun jerked his head up, somewhat in disbelief, “The principal?!”

“Teacher He, I know you graduated from Norton University and your scholarship is indeed extensive,” the principal nodded, “Verdant initially hired you for these reasons, but the incidents that occurred these days proved that you—”

He paused, then said in a euphemistic tone, “still need more experience in society.”

Between the lines, the message was clear: You’re not fit for the role of a teacher.

He Xun had never anticipated Verdant’s disciplinary action would be dismissal.

Because of his alma mater, he always felt a sense of superiority.

At least he could go to Norton University, a place many people can’t even dream of attending.

“Teacher He, Verdant places students at its core,” the principal continued, “In my opinion, the psychological well-being of our students is far more important than their academics. Have you ever considered the irreversible consequences if one day they can’t withstand the pressure you put on those who are struggling academically?”

In fact, Ying Zijin was not the first case; before her transfer, there had already been students from regular classes who were scolded by He Xun to the point of transferring out.

The principal had been unaware that these cases were related to He Xun.

It was because of the recent public Q&A that He Xun’s reputation suffered greatly, leading to students bringing up old complaints and reporting him.

He Xun retorted coldly, “But she answered correctly.”

Without any loss.

“Teacher He, you see, this is your flaw,” the principal said coldly, “It’s fine that you graduated from Norton University, but the way you differentiate among students is not something Verdant will tolerate.”

Upon hearing this, He Xun knew there was absolutely no chance of reversing the situation.

“Principal, I can accept the dismissal,” He Xun had no choice but to lower his stance, “but please let me continue to follow up with the Norton University interviews as my apology.”

There was something Verdant Middle School had never been aware of.

It wasn’t that Verdant couldn’t do without him; rather, he couldn’t do without Verdant.

Without Verdant, he wouldn’t be able to complete his assessment.

If Norton University truly revoked his enrollment,

“Oh, there are only a few days left anyway,” the principal nodded, “then, Teacher He, please leave Verdant as soon as the interviews at Norton University are over.”

With the situation having reached this point, He Xun couldn’t stay any longer and left with the documents in hand.

Just as he opened the door, the principal’s voice came from behind, “By the way, since Mr. He is no longer a teacher at Verdant, please also move out of the apartment provided by the school as soon as possible.”

**

Class 19.

Jiang Ran had been covering his head with his school uniform, trying to sleep due to the recent upheaval of inner strength in his body.

But the incessant noise around his ears was so annoying that he kicked the desk. _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}

After lifting his head, Jiang Ran saw a crowd of people surrounding both the front and back doors of the class, with a few underlings blocking the doorway, not letting those students in.

Suppressing his irritation, Jiang Ran asked, “What are they doing? Gathering for a market?”

He preferred quiet, which is why Class 19 was located at the end of the corridor.

Also, since both the male and female school tyrants of Verdant were in Class 19, other students tended to avoid them.

Since when did so many people show up?

“Oh,” Xiu Yu was looking in a small mirror while applying the new lipstick Ying Zijin had given her, “still don’t get it? Worship God Ying.”

Jiang Ran: “…”

Now he was out of temper and turned toward the girl, clearing his throat, “Well then, Daddy Ying, can I borrow some earplugs?”

Ying Zijin gave him a look and fished out a box of unused earplugs from her bag and threw them over.

Just when Jiang Ran was about to close his eyes and continue sleeping, his underlings rushed in excitedly with several boxes, putting them on the ground, “Boss Ying, here.”

“What’s this?” Jiang Ran looked down and saw a pile of pink and blue envelopes, “…”

He was all too familiar with such objects.

“Love letters,” the underling boasted, “To prevent them from disturbing Brother Ran’s rest, we specifically asked them to leave their love letters outside the door.”

Jiang Ran immediately plugged his ears and buried his head to sleep deeply.

“These two boxes, several hundred letters, right?” Xiu Yu picked up one, “Boss Ying, impressive. I get at most dozens at a time.”

Putting down the book she was holding, Ying Zijin reflected, “Are these love letters because I did well on the test?”

After pondering for a moment, Xiu Yu replied, “Seems like it.”

Ying Zijin just hummed in acknowledgment and went back to reading, “No taste.”

“Boss Ying, this is a good thing,” Xiu Yu was taken aback, “It means they’re looking beyond appearances, at the person inside.”

“Then that’s not possible, I look at faces.”

“…”

What a reason for rejection.